Children's Stories

Summary: He and his sister had always felt each other's feelings ever since they could remember. What he was feeling at that moment his sister would feel it too, vice versa.

1: Nila's Story - The Repetitive Cycle

A
long time ago, there was a quiet town where the sky was white at all
seasons and times. Few miles away from the town, there stood a large
house where two children and an old woman lived in it. The two
children named Nila and Alan were told once by the woman in her
mid-fifties named Matilda that they were adopted by her from an
orphanage in a faraway city when they were only babies with eyes shut
like newborn piglets.

One
night, Nila wouldn't shut her eyes; she couldn't sleep. Lying on her
wooden bed mattress, her eyes stared straight at the wooden ceiling.
Noises of furnitures moving keep coming from upstairs, where
Matilda's room was at. The other wooden bed in Nila and Alan's
bedroom was empty. She knew that Alan was brought upstairs again.
Squeezing her hands onto her ears, she got up from her bed and ran
out of the room; trying to find a place where the noise wouldn't come
into her ears. At the same time, feeling scared and worried for Alan.
It was too dark in the house for her to see where she was going so
she got out a candlestick from a drawer in their bedroom and lit it
with a match. She ran around the house from one corner to another but
the noise seemed to be following her, growing louder with every step
she ran. She came in front of a stairway which she never noticed
before in the house then stretched out her arm holding the
candlestick in front of her to the stairway and saw that it led down
to a door. She walked down through the stairway, opened the door, it
felt really heavy for her but she managed, and closed it behind her.
Then everything was silent as if time had halted.

Nila's
Story

1
The Repetitive Cycle

Nila
held up her tears as she applied some ointment onto her little
brother's body. The seven-year old boy's body was covered in gray and
purple bruises, with wounds here and there. His eyes looked as if
they belonged to a dead person. She could feel her brother's sorrow
and numbness just like they belonged to her. The two of them could
always feel what each other were feeling ever since Alan was born a
year later than Nila. It was this connection that made Nila wanting
to run away from the noises every time Alan was brought upstairs.
Each day passed by as Nila's urge of wanting run away from the house
grew larger and larger.

Every
Monday noon, Matilda would dial the grocery shops in town to have
them deliver groceries to the house, paying double tips for the
deliverance so the family would never have to go out. That day, it
was Monday and the deliveryman came at two o'clock in the noon like
usual. Doorbells at the top corner of the front door tackled each
other making a merry ringing sound like those you hear at Christmas
time. Nila called out to answer the deliveryman and opened the door
for him. She handed him the money that Matilda had left on an end
table and took the bags of groceries from him. She could never quite
see the deliveryman's face every time he came so she never knew how
he looked like. He would always use something to cover up his face
which was most likely that no one in town ever saw. This week he wore
a blue hood covering his face, last week it was an extremely large
black hat, and at other weeks it was another thing.

Nila
was thinking about what could be done to stop Matilda's abuse when
she suddenly tripped while walking to the kitchen holding the bags of
groceries on her arms. Tomatoes, cabbages, and other vegetables from
the grocery bags flew into the air at the same moment as she was
about to fall onto the floor face-forward. 'Don't fall!' she thought
to herself. Then almost instantly, the vegetables, the grocery bags,
and herself stopped falling and floated in mid-air, looking as if
they were hanging from invisible strings coming from the ceiling. She
picked down the vegetables still floating in the air and put them
back into the grocery bags. After having everything settled in the
kitchen, she felt as though she hadn't slept for days, which was
probably true. She used what energy she had left inside her to walk
back to the bedroom and fell asleep on her bed.

Nila
was woken up by the noises of furnitures moving coming from upstairs
in the middle of the night again. She got worried for Alan then ran
towards the staircase which led to the second floor. She hesitated
when she thought if she could rescue Alan from Matilda's abuse this
time. The noises of furnitures moving grew louder and the feeling of
wanting to run away from the noise oozed up in Nila again. Her legs
were shaking because Alan shared his fear with her. At last, she took
a step backward from the staircase and turned away. She felt as
though her body was being controlled by anything but herself. She ran
again, trying to find a place where she wouldn't hear the noise. She
remembered the stairway which led down to a dark room and how silent
it was when she went inside; she ran to that stairway and opened the
heavy door again. It was pitch black inside but she stepped into the
room feeling safer than anywhere else for the time being, and shut
the door behind her again. Finally, it was silent, and she felt at
peace.

The
next morning, Nila was sleeping on the floor in the middle of the
house. Her hands still on her ears and her body crouched into a small
circle. She wondered how she got there as the last place she
remembered she went to was the dark room beneath the stairway. In
fact, she couldn't even remember how she got out of it the first time
she went inside the room, or how many nights she had been like this.
She daydreamed for hours on the floor and analyzed that she might had
dream-walked out of the dark room after she went in there.

“Breakfast!!”
a harsh and loud voice yelled out from the second floor, it was
Matilda.

'Oh no,' Nila thought. She got up and went to the kitchen to prepare
breakfast for the three like she usually did before. It was because
if she didn't do as Matilda told, the punishment would be heavier
bruises and wounds on Alan, which was what Nila wouldn't want to
happen most.

To
save the time used on cooking so that Matilda wouldn't have more to
fuss about, she used her powers that she used last time to help her
to cook. Sending eggs, hams, forks, knives, and plates flying around
the air in the kitchen with a snap of a finger.

Alan
came into the dining room right on time when Nila finished cooking
breakfast. Nila didn't even have to look at him to know that he had
more bruises on his body than last time. The three of them, including
Matilda, had their breakfast in silence. Morning sunlight coming
through windows in the dining room shed onto their dining table. From
afar, they seemed like any other family in town or the one you knew
next door from your own.

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This story is amazing. The style, the description, it all drags you in. The characters are mostly the well known characters from King Arthur. There's Merlin, the sword: Excalibur. I recommend reading this through, at least a little, as it's a very satisfying read. I added it to my reading list af...

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Barbara Ponder:
This book is aimed at teenagers, however the style and content caught my attention and it is a long time since I was a teenager. Intriguing and enlightening novel I hope there will be a sequel soon.

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I love this story so much. It's impossible to describe my excitement with each new chapter in words. The author has such a good writing style, very good descriptions of the fighting and character descriptions/emotions. the plot is also amazing! This fanfic could be a side anime show or novel ......

ernbelle:
When I first started this story I was a little unsettled by all of the information that appears in the prologue, and wasn't sure if I would continue. However, I am very glad I did. The plot was very well thought out and really interesting. There were not any page breaks or markers to acknowledge ...

Sandra Leigh:
excellent story. Lots of classic fairy tale elements with a fresh spin. Very much looking forward to the sequel. However, there are a number of typos and minor awkward sentences. I occasionally work for my publisher as an editor and would not mind editing this for you. Feel free to contact m...

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Deleted User:
This is a very clever story in the style of 19th century (and turn of the century) Gothic writing, very reminiscent of Stevenson's The Body Snatchers or even of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (less so of Frankenstein itself, since the author is more minimalist than Shelley's florid, Romantic rhetoric). ...